One Direction Imagines Journal

                                              Zayn Malik Imagine.

  You laughed as your assistant,  Marcel, looked at you panicked.  Apparently one of the models called in sick last minute and ya'll needed her for the show. You told her to get better and you would see her next showing, but Marcel thought other whys. He was ranting on about the clothing she was assigned to wear being your best ones yet and you guys need to fill in her shoes. You smiled and placed your hand on his shoulder, telling him to take a deep breath. "It's okay! Just ask a young girl in the audience to fill her shoes!" You suggested. He gave you a look like you just suggested to skin a puppy. You raised an eyebrow. He sighed then placed his hand on his hip, "Sweetie! They need to be the same size as Kenzie! How will we know if the dresses fit?" He threw his hands up and you giggled. You told him to calm down again, and told him to watch and learn. 

  You peaked your head through the curtains and looked at the huge crowd waiting for Fashion Week to start. This year your designs were actually going to walk down the runway and you're excited. For the past four years you worked for a design company, before your boss saw potential in your designs and helped you with your own brand of clothing. You saw many girls, but one brunette caught you eye easily.  She was sitting next to a skinny, tall boy and then a dark hair boy who had his face in his hands. You pointed to her, then looked at Marcel. You told him that was the girl and he needed to tell her to come to the back. He looked unsure, but nodded and went into the audience. You watched their exchanged and a smile crept on your face as you watched her face light up. You went to the models clothing, and got the dresses the girl needed to wear. You heard someone clear their throat and you turned to see Marcel and the girl. You smiled and said hello. She giggled and introduced herself as a girl named Eleanor. You shooed Marcel as you got her dress in the her first outfit. After fitting it on her, you smiled as it fitted perfectly! "You look stunning!" Tears threatened to spill out, Marcel was right. These certain dresses were your best. She turned and smiled at you, "Are you okay?" You nodded and waved your hand at her. You told her you were fine and she looked great. She sent you a grateful smile before Marcel shooed her off to hair and make up.

  Before you knew it, the show's music started, signaling for you to go out and introduce your brand. You took a breath then placed a smile on. You went onto the stage and you were stunned with the applause that started. You waved at everyone and looked around. You thanked them for coming and scanned the crowd before settling on two, enchanting dark eyes. Your breath caught, he gave you a kind smile and you blushed. You quickly looked away and cleared your throat. "Now, thanks to 'Another Day in Summer's founder Melinda Fallen. " Your boss grinned and rose, waving at people. "I introduce, Nir Save's Delight!" You smile as you announce your brand. You walked off stage and the music got louder. Your designs started to get positive responses quickly. Flashes filled the huge room, and cheers of approval and satisfaction. You were a hit.

  Soon, the Eleanor was modeling your last and best dress. It was a strapless, light blue ball-gown witha sweetheart neckline. It was tight and hugged her figure from the waist up. From the waist down, it had a many ruffles that fell to her knees. The back of the dress had a zig zag opening. Overall, it was purely gorgeous.  One of the boys she came with was speechless as he hungrily took her in. You giggle knowing it must be her boyfriend or friend with a huge crush one her. You looked toward the other boy and caught his eyes. He held an emotion that made your stomach turn, and you didn't understand. He again smiled at you, showing a perfect smile. You suddenly found yourself smiling back. You looked away, before you felt a hand shaking you. You turn and see Marcel pointing toward the stage. You blushed and quickly made to the stage. You laughed and told the audience you were thankful for seeing your designs and for coming. After you told them goodbye, you went backstage and congratulated the models and staff.

  Many people came up to you and said your designs were amazing. Your boss doesn't say much, but give you a wide grin and a wink. Excitement filled you knowing she was proud of you. Soon people were leaving and everything was packing up for the Fashion Week dinner. You grabbed your purse and started to turn before you heard a giggle. You look to your left and see Eleanor and the two guys standing there. You smiled and said hello. Eleanor squealed and went over and gave you a hug, thanking you for letting her model your designs. You laughed and told her you were more grateful that she agreed to. You saw something in her and smiled. You told her to wait right there and you went to the clothes rack. You got the blue dress she modeled and you handed to her. Her eyes went wide, and looked at you shocked. You winked and told her you would see her at the next show for sure, and you weren't going to take a no. She nodded slowly and you grinned. You turned and walked out of the building.

   It was raining and you frowned. You quickly went to the street and tried to signal a taxi. After certain attempts,  one finally pulled over and you jumped in. You didn't see the other person in the taxi until you shut your door. You looked straight at the intense dark eyes. You held each others gaze before the taxi driver asked if you two were going to the same place. You looked at the guy with a raised eyebrow why he shot you a grin. He told the driver yes and you blushed.

   You all fell into a awkward silence.  The taxi driver was going to fast for your liking and was cutting turns really quick. He took a right and you found yourself  on the lap of the mystery guy and his arms holding you close. Your face heated up as you muttered an apology. You saw his cheeks a light pink, and apologize as well. Your faces were real close and his breath tangled with yours. His arms tightened around your waist before he slowly let you go. You ignored the sparks that he cause and the feeling of disappointment when he let you go. You looked at him again, and saw his cheeks a shade of pink. You smiled, and stuck out your hand, introducing yourself. He blushed even harder and butterflies, before shaking your hand and saying "Zayn." You smiled. You started asking questions, and you knew the awkward tension was leaving.

   Soon the taxi stopped and Zayn payed him. You thanked him and looked where you were at, the Fashion Week dinner. You looked at Zayn with an raised eyebrow, he had a bashful smile on his face. He told you that you were different and would like to grab some coffe sometime. You smiled and replied you would like that. He took a step closer to kiss your cheek, but you didn't know. You turned your head and felt his lips touch yours. Neither of you pulled back, but instead kissed each other back. He cupped your cheek and deepened the kiss, and you swore it was only you two and the world blocked out. Soon you pulled back an inch and looked into his dark eyes. Ya'll both whispered 'wow' and blushed. Zayn cleared his throat, his face turning a bright red and said he hoped to see you soon. You bit your lip and looked at the dinner. An idea popped in your head and you grinned. "Zayn?" You asked. He looked at you with his eyebrow raised. You blushed and looked at the ground, "Wouldyouliketojoinmeindinner?" You mumbled. He chuckled and put a finger under your chin, "What love?" You gulped, "Would you like to join me..?" You motioned at the dinner and looked at him. He looked towards the dinner and smiled, then looked at you. "Yeah, I would like that."

   You grinned and placed your hand in his. Ya'll both went to dinner and many people thought you were together. Ya'll didn't deny it but instead shyly look at each other and blushed. After the dinner, Zayn made sure you got home safely and complimented your work. You thanked him and kissed his cheek. Soon, ya'll began going out together and grew closer. You felt over joyed when you were with him and you knew you had strong feelings for him. After four years of going out, he proposed to you during fashion week while he modeled one of your many designs.. And like that clique saying, you guys lived happily ever after.